Chapter 1864 - 1863: Playing Schemes, I Have Never Lost
The Python King descends from several thousand meters above Baima Manor; his body resembles a withered, decayed old tree.
A black python as thick as a water barrel coils around him, its head standing alongside his skull.
Black pus drips from his body, falling from a thousand meters high and landing on the green lawns of Baima Manor, capable of corroding dozens of square meters of green grass with a single drop.
A thick black mist emanates from him, forming a dark cloud layer in the sky.
His appearance causes everyone’s face present to dramatically change.
The faces over at the Dan Alliance turn despairing upon seeing his arrival.
"He is the Python King, the second figure in Brahman, second only to the Master of Brahman’s Gate. He possesses the strength of a Ninth Stage Grandmaster, comparable to a top five warrior on the God Rankings!"
"The Nanyang Martial Union actually collaborated with Brahman; no wonder they dared come today to challenge our Dan Alliance to this great battle. Turns out they have such powerful allies."
"It’s over. Could it be that today, our Dan Alliance is truly doomed?"
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